The Way to Open The Heart Is to Release Yourself From Expectation
posted by tearful dishwasher at 7:25 PM
Saturday, July 23, 2005
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6 Comments:
good trick if you can learn it.
~l
i think i'm on to this one, but i'd feel better about my response if i could see the figure just a big more clearly. the piece has to do with art being our way not only to survive but to conquer, to outlast the temporal.
Random thoughts as I look at this image that I'm sure I'll dream about tonight:
"She takes misfortune as a personal affront." I can't get those words out of my head, especially as I look at this collage.
The title of this piece, for me, conjures Pandora's box yawning open. Expectations in the form of black-winged things, crows and starlings, flying up into the face, pecking and screeching and clawing.
I keep wondering if it is the self that needs to release itself of expectations, or the heart.
The instant I laid eyes on this hooded figure, this Magritte popped into my head.
expectations are like chains aren't they? we all have the power to release ourselves and be free to read the writing on the wall-- if only we'd act as our own houdini, and simply slip free.
this one very powerful scene, scott, and the sepia tones serve it well. makes it look like it's an age old story, and of course it is: we are our own imprisoners if we choose to be, and our own punishers as well- like this figure facing the corner like a chastized child.
and just look how close the information is laid out for us, pinned like butterflies to the wall. it's all about choice....
good study, scott. operates on subliminal levels.-
k.
Jim, Laurel, Karen-
Thanks so much...what a wealth of thoughts and images...I think its wonderful to spark all of these disparate reactions from the same piece...
What I am starting to feel is that imagery is a more like a field and poetry more like a lane....both wonderful, but one leads you more directly than the other.
Jim, I think at the same time how the works created also fade and blow away, in the end. They last a lot longer than the body, but still go the way of all flesh if your timeline is long enough....
Laurel-
I'm glad you liked that 'personal affront' line. I did, too.
And the Magritte is perfect! I think these really are images from the collective unconcious in many ways....
Karen-
Probably the closest to my own feelings about this piece...although more articulate. Thanks again.
Grateful beyond words for each of you guys.
thanks.
Scott
this one is so dark.
reminds me of how a psyche might look; dark, cavernous, a nut inside a shell, chained and shrivelled. spooky.
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